Long Yifan fell silent. If what Little White was saying was true, then...
"How many lives had she lived? And does she have any purpose that she needs to fulfill because of which she is getting reborn so many times?"
Little White looked at the sky, his voice low.
"We don't know the exact number. Maybe ten. Maybe a hundred. Only the heavens know the truth. But yes… she has a purpose."
Long Yifan turned his eyes to her, serious. "What kind of purpose?"
"She was cursed."
That one sentence dropped like a stone into a still lake, sending ripples through Long Yifan's thoughts.
Little White continued,
"In her first life, she made a choice that broke one of the divine rules. No one knows what exactly she did, but the punishment was harsh. As for the curse, even I don't know. The only thing that I know is... she is cursed."
Long Yifan clenched his jaw. "That's not fair."
Little White gave a small smile, but it was a sad one. "When are the heavens ever fair?"
